Aboard the Command Frigate, tension hung thick in the air as everyone watched the battle unfold.
"Instructor Garrick's going toe-to-toe with a Voidborn Undying!"
"Can he really handle that thing?"
"Relax. It's Instructor Garrick we're talking about. Do you even know what it means to be a Master Instructor?"
"..."
Above them, aircraft continued to circle the skies, unleashing volleys of Crystal Core Blaster fire. The blasts lit up the battlefield, offering Garrick cover and keeping the surrounding zombie horde at bay.
Amid the chaos, energy surged and crackled.
Garrick's eyes burned with battle-lust.
Bloodveil stared him down, his crimson eyes gleaming with disdain.
"This old bastard's got some nerve."
"Guess it's time I stopped playing around."
With a single thought, Bloodveil's body erupted in a blaze of blood-red light, like a firestorm painting the sky in crimson.
